I am a coroner, and I have some knowledge of martial arts!

"Netherworld Blood Armor!"

The overflowing blood, aided by the prayer wheel, gradually spread throughout Wang Chuang's entire body.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Chuang was completely protected by a layer of blood-red armor.

His appearance was indescribably strange.

However, this peculiar blood armor made Su Wuchen feel a slight threat.

Ding.

The spear pierced Wang Chuang's forehead, but instead of going straight through his head and exposing his brains as expected, it seemed to be blocked by a hard block of iron.

Bang!

Wang Chuang pulled the flying sword from his chest and stabbed it towards Su Wuchen.

As Su Wuchen blocked Wang Chuang's sword strike with his spear, he simultaneously kicked Wang Chuang in the abdomen, sending him flying.

"You're still lacking in close combat."

The spear tip flicked, creating countless spear flowers, making it impossible to distinguish which one was truly deadly.

Faced with this situation, Wang Chuang abandoned his defenses.

Trade wounds for wounds!

Come on!

Wearing armor, Su Wuchen was naturally not afraid of Wang Chuang doing such a thing.

because……

"Bone-Crushing Palm!"

The source energy struck Wang Chuang through the blood armor, wreaking havoc within his body. Similarly, Su Wuchen's armor was also cut open!

Grass.

Looking down at the wound on his abdomen, Su Wuchen couldn't help but curse under his breath.

Jiangyang doesn't buy good products!

The seventh-rank armor was dissolved by a single sword strike!

Fortunately...

puff.

Wang Chuang spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blood armor on his face showed some signs of deterioration, but he did not die on the spot.

"What a strange source of energy!"

Wang Chuang wiped his mouth, looked at the blood on his hand, and smeared it on his face.

"You almost killed me."

"This is okay?"

Su Wuchen looked astonished.

This guy is even more troublesome than he imagined!

"Without your armor, with your cultivation at the early seventh rank, can you still stop me?"

"Die!"

Wang Chuang charged forward wielding a flying sword.

Su Wuchen suddenly grinned, and the wound on his abdomen was rapidly healing. Golden patterns appeared all over his body, especially on his exposed neck and arms, where layers of golden patterns, like fine scales, intertwined to form a new suit of armor, which was even more profound and ancient than the previous one.

Click.

The damaged armor burst open as Su Wuchen's body grew taller.

"this……"

Wang Chuang suddenly stopped and stared in astonishment at Su Wuchen, who seemed like a completely different person.

My armor is damaged, but it feels stronger than before?

"You have successfully activated my second form."

"Second form?"

Wang Chuang was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened. "A ferocious beast phenomenon?"

"wrong!"

"I call it the protection of divine beasts!"

Su Wuchen laughed loudly, and nine crimson lotus phantoms bloomed on the ground beneath his feet. His spine glowed segment by segment, like a blood dragon awakening!

hiss!

Wang Chuang gasped.

Breaking the limits!

Vision!

artistic conception!

Where on earth did this monster come from?!

Night has fallen!

"Running snake!"

Wang Chuang retreated rapidly while simultaneously casting spells.

The pitch-black night enveloped Su Wuchen, making it impossible for him to distinguish east from west, north from south, or even to pinpoint Wang Chuang's location.

At the same time.

Suddenly, tiny snakes appeared and began to bite at Su Wuchen's skin.

Snapped.

Su Wuchen grabbed a snake, crushed it, and found that it was drawn by Yuan Qi.

"Is this all the tricks you have?"

"Is it because your father didn't teach you well enough? Do you want me to teach you?"

"Su Wuchen, don't be too smug!"

Wang Chuang gritted his teeth, his gaze sweeping over the coffin beside him. "I'll show you what five hundred years of terror really means!!"

"...?"

Five hundred years of terror?

What are you playing...?

and many more.

Su Wuchen's heart skipped a beat. Could this guy be out of ideas and planning to open Long Yujun's coffin?

"Scatter!"

Su Wuchen's blood and qi surged, and a surging wave of blood and qi rapidly spread outwards from him.

It was like a few candlelight flickering in the night.

The candlelight grew brighter and brighter, burning ever more intensely.

In the blink of an eye, the night had faded, and Wang Chuang was seen standing on Long Yujun's coffin, writing and drawing on it with his own blood.

"no……"

Su Wuchen paused in his grip on the gun. "Are you really going to release her?"

"Scared?"

Wang Chuang scoffed, but his movements didn't falter in the slightest. "Kneel down and beg me now, and maybe I'll spare your life!"

"No, buddy, you've got it wrong..."

Su Wuchen holstered his gun and stood there, offering a well-intentioned reminder: "I just feel that if you release her, she might not kill me, but you might die a very horrible death."

"Utterly ridiculous!"

"My godfather told me before he died that the method to control Long Yujun's corpse would allow me to command her to do my bidding!"

"Now that she's become a ghost cultivator, her strength is unimaginable!"

"As long as she comes out and acknowledges me as her master, there is nowhere in this vast world I cannot go!"

Godfather?

No wonder.

Su Wuchen smacked his lips, "How come you're still alive and well?"

"What do you mean?"

"She slaughtered the entire Chen family, don't you understand?"

"What?"

Wang Chuang was completely confused.

Su Wuchen watched with a smile as the coffin gradually loosened, shaking his head and sighing, "Anyone who has a grudge against her will not escape death."

"The reason you didn't die is because you weren't the son of a rogue cultivator, but his godson."

"If you had even a trace of that rogue cultivator's bloodline, how could she possibly let you go?"

"..."

Wang Chuang fell silent.

Undeniably, Su Wuchen's words made some sense.

but……

"Do you think I'd believe your nonsense?!"

"Rise again!"

"Long Yu-jun!"

As the final incantation was completed, Wang Chuang leaped to his feet, his face showing both anticipation for controlling a powerful being and a hint of unease.

But the next second, all these emotions turned into panic.

because……

Beside Su Wuchen appeared a woman dressed in a red wedding gown, carrying a lantern.

"you……"

"I'm out."

Long Yujun remained calm. "You want to control my corpse?"

Su Wuchen immediately laughed, "I knew you had left your mark on me."

Long Yujun glanced at Su Wuchen, then turned his gaze to Wang Chuang.

Gurgle.

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Wang Chuang's temple, and at that moment, the blood-stained armor on his body disappeared as if it had faded.

Click.

The coffin slowly opened, revealing a woman dressed in a red wedding gown. However, the woman was not wearing a red veil, nor was she carrying a lantern.

The woman slowly opened her eyes.

Pfft!

"Miss Long, spare my life!"

Wang Chuang knelt down, and knelt down decisively.

He lay sprawled on the ground, like a trembling puppy, not daring to lift his head.

Long Yujun, carrying a lantern, walked toward his own corpse.

Her whole body gradually became ethereal, merging with her corpse. Then, the lantern in her hand appeared, and the red veil appeared.

What kind of crazy move is this?

Su Wuchen was very curious, but he knew that this was not a good time to ask.

"You deserve to die."

"It's just that he got off easy."

As soon as Long Yujun finished speaking, Wang Chuang screamed, but the next second he was grabbed by the neck of fate and could not make a sound before being swallowed by white flames.

It was burned completely, not even a trace of ashes remained!

No.

That's such a waste!

"You might as well kill him..."